I’ve been told I’m not good enough. I’ve been told that I’d always be alone. I’ve been told so many words it’s overflowing. My mind is full of a lifetime of trauma.
Do you feel my fingers on your hand? Can you be the one to lift me above the panic?
I feel my heart racing trying to keep up with the pace and life is so suddenly changing.
I’m going forward in life, would you like to join me on this quest to find joy in this bleak existence?
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